Back to Work

I really haven't felt up to posting since the surgery back on the third, but today things are getting back to normal. I'm back at work this morning, which is code for too much coffee and stress, and back in a button down shirt. To say I'm back to comfortable would be incorrect, as I'm still pretty sore, but things are looking better each day.

There is now a scar across my middle that is located in about the same location as a c-section but it is a whole lot wider. It actually runs almost to my back on both sides, so I look like a man who just gave birth to a small elephant. Thankfully the placement is just below my natural waist, so it won't be seen, but of course I'm so swollen that wearing anything other than sweatpants sucks. These khakis will be going as soon as I get home.

Mentally the thing wasn't too terrible. I didn't have a ton of anxiety going into the surgery, just a little anxiety and depression in the three or four days after, and a whole lot of boredom once everything balanced out. You must understand, being bipolar, when I'm not in an episode of depression, I must have something productive. Laying around when I know I have lots of things I could be doing is not something I do well.

I guess I should get back to work now. I'm sure I'll have something more insightful to say in the days ahead but this is what you get today. I'm still alive and getting better, that's all I could ask for at the moment.